It was dark clouds.
A sinking feeling hit Yan Qingwen as he recalled the heavy rain when they first entered the game.
"When we were woken up, it was around 7 a.m., each season lasted 8 hours, so summer... is two hours away."
Two hours. They didn't have much time.
What initially seemed like a long 8 hours was now ominously short because according to the game's difficulty level, the visitor in the summer would indeed be scarier than the bear in the spring.
Yan Qingwen asked Shen Mo, "How tough do you think that bear was?"
Shen Mo glanced at him, "... Outdoors, I'd give it a rating of 5. Indoors, 7."
Bai Youwei asked, "Out of 100?"
"..." Shen Mo chuckled, ruffling her hair, "Out of 10."
Bai Youwei wasn't willing to accept this answer.
She thought Shen Mo should be able to instantly overcome any obstacle. But on second thought, she understood why:
First, their movement was constrained by the space. If a beast entered, they would be trapped and unable to effectively fight back.
